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Harry stood at the door for a while. His heartbeat had returned to normal and he wasn't afraid anymore or at least he made himself believe that. He looked out the open door and felt apprehension dawn on him. Maybe this was a trap. Well, he had been at more risk when he had been asleep last night.
Harry steeled himself and stepped out of the room. He looked around and found himself in a long dusty corridor. The place had a quality of disuse to it. The air was heavy with a dank, musty smell. The castle must have been glorious once but now it had succumbed to the weather of countless years, the cold grey stone stoic in each storm. Harry made his way through the labyrinth of corridors. His fear and terror were replaced by intense curiosity.
Harry walked for several minutes through the castle and reached a courtyard. He sat down on a weathered stone bench and thought about what he had seen so far. The castle was a complete wreck. Black, withered vines clung to the bricks in desperation, and several windows were boarded up while the rest were covered in filth and grime. The once prized gardens were now overrun with weeds that leeched everything from the soil without mercy.
He wondered what had caused someone to abandon it. But it wasn't abandoned. Perhaps the ghost of its owner was still here. He was here, definitely. Harry had felt it countless times. He had felt it ever since he had arrived here. He had eyes on him at all times. Even now, someone was watching him. Harry closed his eyes and leaned back on the bench. A steady breeze was blowing and Harry felt it tickle him.
He felt free. After so many years of slavery to his relatives, he felt truly and utterly free. He had always thought that he would leave them when the time came. He would have everything that he had ever wanted. But was this truly freedom? No, it wasn't. He was constantly being watched and he was trapped in this haunted castle. He remembered the tray of breakfast from this morning. He had never had a proper meal in his life. Maybe this castle wasn't so bad after all. Maybe he ought to thank the ghost for their hospitality.
Another question rose to his mind. Was the ghost, a man or a woman? Did it matter though? But he was so tangled in all this when another thought occurred to him. Were they even a ghost? The way that door had opened, the way that tray had appeared. They had to be a ghost. Harry's thoughts came back to his initial question. Why was he brought here? How was he brought here?
Harry rose to his feet and wandered through the extensive courtyards and overgrown lawns. The castle must have been beautiful once. Harry knew that that beauty was still present under the moss-covered walls. It was just concealed from view. He wondered how long it would take to restore this castle to its former glory. Why was he even thinking about it?
When Harry had considerably tired himself he began to seek a place to rest. He took a few turns and found himself standing in a huge hall. At the head of the hall there was a huge throne. Around it there were rows and rows of once comfortable, now dusty armchairs. This must have been the king's court.
Harry picked his way through the dusty armchairs and made his way to the throne. He felt fascinated with it. His fingers ran over the thick layer of dust on it. It was made of gold. Harry traced his fingers over the grimy surface. It was crested with several jewels and decorative metals forming a huge S. Harry had seen that shape before. He pulled the locket out from under his shirt and saw the same S carved on it. What did the S stand for? Snake? Probably.
He hesitated for a moment as the desire to sit on it overcame him. He just wanted to know what it would feel like. What the king must have felt like to sit in it. He felt the gaze on him intensify. He felt as if it was burning a hole through him. He felt as if the ghost was daring him to try. Harry stepped back a little from the throne but he was never one to back away from a challenge. He willed himself and prepared for the ghost's wrath as he sat down on the throne.
Harry felt a smug grin creep up on his face. He leaned back in the throne and looked around the court. It felt oddly satisfying to be seated here. But he wasn't a king. He was far from it. The grin slipped from his face as the golden armrests of the throne suddenly came alive and turned into snakes with emerald eyes. Harry felt his heart stop beating and he had half risen to his feet when the snakes wrapped around his wrists and pulled him back into the throne and restrained him to it.
Harry's pulse quickened. He struggled against the snakes but they had hardened back into solid gold, holding his wrists into a tight hold. He couldn't move. Harry closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down but he couldn't. He could feel the ghosts rage and closed his eyes. He was going to die here. Harry cursed himself. This was his fault. He was the one to blame for his own demise. He had overstepped his boundaries. Why did he have to sit on the throne? Harry realized that his breathing was shallow and fear was pumping through his veins.
The dark shape stepped behind the throne and smirked in vindictive pleasure at the still form restrained to the throne. He admired the boy's courage but he was also aware of his fear now. He could practically taste it in the air. He drew closer to the back of the throne. He had no intentions of hurting the boy. After all he was aware that the boy had only done this out of curiosity. He decided that it was time to make his presence known.
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